15 Minute Challenge

I only sewed one day this week, and that was only because I forced myself to finish the top of this quilt. The more I look at this quilt, the less I like it, but that's not the reason I only sewed one day. That was because of my sewing machine. It struggles going over seams and I don't want to quilt this top with it. I'll wait until I have another machine.

I want to thank everyone who gave me their opinions on my last sewing machine post. I have decided that those of you who said to repair mom's machine and give it a trial are right. If I don't like it after that, I'll give it to my daughter and buy a new machine. Like Hubby said, whether I keep it or give it to her, it still needs to be serviced.

Even with my pitiful showing, I'm linking to Kate's Life in Pieces. Join in over there to see how others have met the challenge.

This month, Kate's subject has been talking about quilting, or the ways we talk about quilting, ask others for advice, encouragement, and problem solving.  It's been really interesting, though I haven't had anything to offer.  However, that changed last night after attending our local quilt guild meeting.  I haven't been to one of these meetings in five or six years.  I was first invited by a local quilter who was the guest speaker right after I began quilting and was all but avoided by the other members.  Then, a couple of years later, I went with a new neighbor who was also a quilter, and again, we went through the entire evening without a hello from anyone.  I don't know if the group was just extremely  clickish and didn't want outsiders (common in a small town), if they were so involved with their activities that they didn't notice that we were visiting, or if they just didn't know how to talk to strangers.  In any case, neither of us ever went back.

But last night was different.  I went with the same neighbor again, and another neighbor who has begun quilting.  At the meeting, they had everyone sign in before entering the auditorium, with a  separate sheet for visitors, and they gave each visitor a colorful lei necklace.  The current president came over to greet us; she had been a college roommate of my first quilting neighbor, and she stood with us a long time telling us about the guild and introducing us to people who came up.  People in general seemed much friendlier than my previous visits, and both my original neighbor and I think we will join next month.  So there is another way to talk about quilting.